What's Life Without You?

Chapter 11

~Kirrily POV~

~Flashback~

“Happy Valentine’s Day!!!!!!!” Louis squealed jumping on my bed waking me up.

“Ugh, Louis! Just because you are in a relationship doesn’t mean you can go around reminding single people of the worst day of the year!” I groaned burying my face in the pillow.

“There are people out there who don’t have a mother for Mothers” Day or a father for Fathers” Day so don’t complain!” Louis stated turning serious.

“Well. Whatever.” I had no comeback.Well why should I? I did have the right to be miserable today.

~Reality~

Oh goodness. Valentine’s Day. Valentine’s day was what? Last month. Yeah, last month.That was the day everything had changed.That day was just, just, just, gosh! No words could ever describe that day.

~Flashback~

“Aww c’mon! Don’t be a killjoy!” Zayn encouraged.

“No.” I stated firmly being the child I am.I wanted Kendra for company. But she had some errands to run.

“Hard way, or easy way?” Zayn cocked an eyebrow.

“Sod off.” I kicked him in the shin lightly.

“Come on! Come bowling with us!” Harry said jumping up and down with frustration.

“No. I’ll stay here and cry over the Vow and The Notebook. And I have my period. So shut up.” I hugged my knees tightly before flicking the TV on.

“Fine. NIALL.” Harry shouted into the apartment.

Did I mention that we were at the boys’ apartment? They all did live apart in separate flats but we decided to come live together for a while and see how that went.“YOU!” I pointed at Zayn. “Have a girlfriend. What happened to her?! Where is Miss Edwards?” I folded my arms and stared at him intently.

“She’s meeting us at the bowling alley.” Zayn smirked.

I kicked him square in the balls. He doubled over in pain and clutched his lower region while Harry stood there laughing.Why did I kick him? Because I was pissed at him for being so organized. And I do have my period.

Suddenly Niall came bursting into the room. With the genuine smile he always had on his face. Braces and all.He was just perfection. I just wished that - no. I didn’t. I didn’t wish he was mine. If I ever told him he’d laugh and say, “You? Me? We don’t go together!” That’s why I don’t wish he was mine.

“Come bowling please!!!” Niall swung back and forth on his heels looking like the 6 year old boy I met 13 years ago.

Sorry Horan. Not this time.“NUH UH NO WAY! LEAVE ME ALONE!” I yelled at them all before walking into the guest room (where I was staying for the week. Because, to be honest, I don’t know.) and getting changed into my sports bra, Adidas zip up hoodie, sport tights, and Nike running shoes.

I pulled my hair up into a messy bun before taking my iPod out of my handbag and grabbing my phone and wallet.I quickly slipped out of the apartment without being noticed and stepped into the cool London air.I slipped the earphones into my ears and started jogging.Around the park, down the outskirts of town and back in and finally, to Westfield.Yeah, yeah, shut up. I could be my own valentine and treat myself with a shopping spree.I walked into the nearest Sanity and started browsing through the CDs.I pulled out McFlys latest album and flipped it over to look at the songs on the back.

“You like McFly?” A voice asked me.I jumped and looked to my right.A really cute guy around my age asked me. He had dark brown hair and had toned muscles.I saw he had the Sanity uniform on so I assumed he worked here.